A Cue for Love (Natalie and Samuel)

Chapter 1071

Chapter 1071 We Can Have More Children

When she saw how supportive Jerome was, she patted him on the shoulder and smiled. “Thank you! You’re indeed

like a brother to me!” “Is the injury on your face really fine?” Jerome asked in a concerned tone.

“It’s no big deal. I’ll apply some cream when I’m home, and it’ll be as good as new tomorrow.” Natalie lowered her

head to check the time on her phone. “Nevertheless, I’ll have to stay here for coffee and wait till the children are

asleep before I go home. Otherwise, they, just like you, will probably be worried sick when they see the mark on my

face.” “What about him?”

“Him?” “S-Samuel…” Jerome murmured reluctantly. “He has something important to deal with right now.” Natalie

blinked. “Actually, I should be by his side, but he knows that I have my own plans. Not wanting me to suffer together

with him, he had me stay here in the end.”

Half a month had passed since both of them last saw each other. Despite Samuel’s absence, Natalie missed him at

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every passing moment. Moreover, she was confident that he would return to her alive.

Meanwhile, the banquet had finally ended. After Frieda accompanied Mikhail, she was ridiculed by his two other

wives again. Nonetheless, she couldn’t wait to check on Bastien once she was done cleaning up the mess from the

evening.

At that moment, the grim-looking Bastien was dressing the gruesome wound on his hand.

Even though Frieda was fuming when she arrived, the sight of the wound on the back of his hand caused her anger

to dissipate. Instead, she asked with concern, “Bastien, what happened to your hand? Who hurt you?”

“Mother, I hurt myself by accident.”

“Why were you so careless?” Frieda frowned at him. “Does it have something to do with Natalie? Has she cast

some sort of spell on you to make you want to marry her despite barely knowing her? Do you know how ludicrous it

looked in public?”

After tending to the bandage on his hand, Bastien looked up at Frieda. “Mother, I don’t regret it at all.”

Faced with her unrepentant son, Frieda felt her lips trembling in anger. “Bastien, do you know what you’re saying?

Your father favors you, and you have a high chance of beating the other princes to become the king of Loang.

Hence, how can you say something so irresponsible?”